37. Ethan #2
We stood like that awhile, the hot water rinsing away everything we’d been through.
Gradually, our kisses increased in intensity, hands beginning to roam and grope.
Before long, Rami lifted me without breaking our kiss, my legs automatically wrapping around his waist. With my back against the tiles, I was completely at his mercy.
I’d never felt safer.
I broke away from his lips breathlessly. “Please tell me you have lube in here. I already know you don’t have conditioner.”
“Cheeky. Guess I’ll have to start buying conditioner for when you stay here.”
I paused, suddenly uncertain. “Are you not expecting me to move in right away?”
“Nope.” He reached for the lube. “Not until you’re ready. You’ve had so much upheaval recently, and I know you’re enjoying living with Quill and the others. We’re mates, but we can still go at whatever pace you like. I’ll be here, ready whenever you are.”
I wound my arms around his neck. “You truly are the sweetest, Rami.”
“What I’m about to do to you isn’t sweet,” he murmured as slick fingers circled my hole. “Far from it. I’m going to have you screaming my name before this is through.”
“The speed at which you can slip from sweet to dirty should be studied.”
He pressed a finger into me, making me gasp.
“It’s you, Ethan. You bring it out of me.”
I tried to reply, but all I managed was a moan as he found my prostate. If you’d told me a few months ago that a literal angel would be holding my entire body weight with one hand and fingering me open with the other, there’s no way I would’ve believed it.
Just being alive would’ve been a stretch.
I was so fucking grateful fate had other plans for me.
Rami’s teeth scraped against my collarbone as he added another finger. “God, I want to mark you up all over. Make sure everyone knows you’re mine.”
I managed to pant back a response as my back arched. “I’m all here for it.”
“Problem is, you’ll heal much faster now,” he said, sucking lightly before moving to my neck. “I’ll have to redo them all the time.”
I wheezed a laugh, clinging to the back of his neck as he went to town on my throat. “You sound absolutely gutted about that.”
Another finger nudged at my entrance. “I’m obviously not doing a good enough job if you’re still able to speak.”
“Trust me, I’m struggli—” The word died on my lips as he stretched me. “Fuuuuck.”
“That’s better.” He gave me a satisfied grin. “You ready for me now, Eth?”
All I could do was nod.
The bond thrummed louder as Rami slid home. Lust, need, and pleasure ricocheted from one end of it to the other, but as he started to move, carefully holding me in place, there was one emotion that overrode all the others.
Love.
“I love you,” I gasped, my head against the tiles as I took Rami in. This beautiful man who never pushed me to choose. His kind soul that never demanded anything.
I couldn’t wait to love him forever.
“I love you too,” he said, thrusting gently. “I can’t believe you’re mine. All mine.”
He caught my lips in a kiss before I could utter another syllable. A few more thrusts removed my ability to speak regardless. As his hips sped up, it was all I could do to hold on to him.
“This is insane,” he murmured, leaning his forehead against mine. “I can feel you inside me. I knew I would, but this is crazy. Like double the pleasure.”
His cock hit my prostate and the most I could do was moan in agreement.
Rami grinned wickedly. “Oh, that’s the spot?”
He changed position slightly, fucking up in a way that had me wailing, my nails scrabbling at his skin.
It was too much. I couldn’t last. There was almost no build-up, just an explosion of white that had my hole clamping down as I came.
Rami’s hips stuttered. “Oh fuck, Ethan.”
I panted, small aftershocks vibrating under my skin. “You didn’t come.”
“Believe me, it was close,” he said from between gritted teeth. “But I’m determined to test the theory that it’ll make you come again.”
I grinned lazily. “Somehow, I doubt it, but have at it.”
Heat burned in Rami’s gaze. “We’ll see about that.”
He spread his legs wider and lifted me slightly before dropping me back onto his cock. An involuntary cry left my lips, my cock twitching despite the fact that I’d already come.
Rami repeated the action until my skin was burning and my erection was bouncing against my stomach. It shouldn’t have been possible, but another orgasm was building, fed by Rami’s lust.
This time, I wasn’t going to be the only one falling over the edge.
My eyes caught on his wings, the feathers heavy with water.
Panting, I brought a finger up to brush along them, seeking out the spot I’d explored earlier.
I swirled my digit over it, pressing lightly.
The effect on Rami was instantaneous. A shout left him as pleasure slammed into me from his end of the bond.
It washed over me, my own orgasm rising to join it.
I had no idea how long we were caught in that pleasure loop, only that when it ended, I didn’t feel nearly as tired as I should have.
As Rami slipped out of me, kissing his way along my collarbone as he did so, I frowned.
He froze, noticing immediately. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing,” I said slowly. “Literally nothing. Usually, I’d be able to tell you’d fucked me six ways to Sunday, but…I can’t.”
“That’s the healing.” Rami turned off the shower and wrapped a towel around my shoulders. “Another unexpected benefit of the bond.”
“But I had your healing before, right? I definitely felt sore last time.”
“We were marked, not bonded,” he reminded me. “You had access to my healing, but not the full range of it. Now, you’ll heal almost as fast as I do.”
“Is that what healed my cancer? Your mark on me?”
Rami blew out a long breath. “No, baby. I healed you.”
“But you seemed genuinely shocked when I told you about my diagnosis.”
He inclined his head. “I was. I honestly had no idea that’s what you’d been through.”
I was so confused. “So why did you heal me if you didn’t know about it? And why can’t I remember it?”
He opened his mouth to answer, but just then, I faintly heard a door open somewhere else on our floor.
“Shit,” he muttered, tucking a towel around his own waist. “The others are back. I don’t think they’d be idiotic enough to disturb us, but maybe we should get dressed for this conversation, just in case.”
A memory swam in my mind. A promise I’d made. I grabbed Rami’s bicep, tugging him to a stop. “Actually, as much as I want to have this conversation, there’s somewhere I need to be. Can you take me there?”
I could feel Rami’s confusion in the bond, but he just smiled. “Sure, Eth.”